The bright red blinking lights spread across the road, breaking the pitch black of the night. I stopped and rolled down the window, feeling the unpleasant cold rain hitting my face. A police officer in a rain smock leaned over.
‘Road’s closed. Landslide down the mountainside.’
‘The Old Military road too?’ This was the usual alternative route.
‘Afraid so.’
There was nothing I could do, and no point in being mad at the police officer stuck out in the middle of nowhere, getting soaked. I made a three-point turn and headed back the way I’d come, with the prospect of the seventy-mile detour ahead. It happened once or twice every winter and you just had to accept it. I settled in for the journey as the headlights shone into the darkness.
I almost missed her as I drove along at a steady fifty in the rain. It was the car I saw first, and then her. She was waving. I couldn’t leave her on her own in the middle of the night.
‘Thank God,’ she said, wiping her soaked hair from her face. ‘It just stopped working and there’s no ‘phone reception around here.’
‘It’s the hills,’ I offered. ‘Where you headed?’
‘Nowhere in particular. I’m touring round.’
That was when the thought first came into my head. That urge that I had suppressed for so long. Long enough that no one was looking for me anymore.
The rain had made the earth soft and the shovel made light work of the forest floor. It was a shallow grave, but good enough. Unless another landslide revealed her body.
I didn’t get home until four in the morning and I would have to leave early to follow the detour and still make it to work on time. Only time for two hours sleep. It had been worth it though.
Written for #FOWC, hosted by Fandango on his blog This, That and the Other. Today’s prompt word was: Landslide. Click on the link to read contributions from other writers.
Iain Kelly 
Reading this was just lovely 🙂
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you naughty thing 🤣
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I’m just the writer, I can’t be held responsible 🙂
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Nobody ever thought I was very responsible, either.
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Oh my!
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Quite!
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😡
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He might get caught yet.
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You brought this to life so well, I every detail was in the vision of my thoughts as I read each line.
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Thanks Sue, much appreciated.
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Dark…
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In every way. Thanks.
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a perfectly dark tale for our dark times 😉
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Thanks Tina
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oooooh, I liked it!
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Thank you 🙂
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I must be getting to know you, Iain, I suspected something like that the minute I read about the girl waving – LOL.
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Well, I couldn’t just let him be a nice knight in shining armour! 😉
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Ghoulish indeed…
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Thanks for reading and commenting Carolyn, much appreciated 🙂
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Chilling! I wasn’t expecting that! 🙂
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Thank you, glad it gave you a shock 😉
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Creepy Iain. Good story.
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Thank you Di
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Great story. Channelling a little Stephen King today.
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It’s always nice to live a little dangerously now and then!
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